Few things exist in this world that fill my heart with more happiness than fall in Indiana. In the words of George Eliot, “my very soul is wedded to it.” I arrived after dark and so could not see much but wide open navy blue as my parents drove me home from … Continue reading
Poetry, music, forests, oceans, solitude – they were what developed enormous spiritual strength. I came to realize that spirit as much or more than physical conditioning, had to be stored up before a race. – Herb Elliot, Olympic champion and world record holder in the mile, trained barefoot, wrote poetry, and retired undefeated. Two weeks … Continue reading
As I began my longest distance that I would run prior to the marathon – 20 miles, I found myself behind a woman running and a man riding a bike along side her. They appeared to be around the same age – I’d guess mid 50s, and a couple. I decided to take their picture … Continue reading
So Tuesday was Day 2 of Week 10 in my training – an easy 4 miler. Right away my legs felt heavy – almost as heavy as my heart, as I had just returned the day before from a two week vacation full of family and friends. As soon as I could I jumped … Continue reading
Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic … Continue reading
A Wandering Wino 